Mar 07 2014

A Review of A Bloody End – Chronicles of Myra by Catherine Forbes

A Bloody End - Chronicles of Myra by Catherine Forbes

A Bloody End – Chronicles of Myra by Catherine Forbes

Honour. Trust. Belief. Three things that are, at least to me, important to see in a Succubus, whomever, whenever, or whatever she is. More so if she is the Mistress of others or in any way, shape, or form, having a place of power or responsibility. The one thing that is telling most of all is, however, when one they care for is no more, how do they respond? Are they simply evil or are they something more than that?

What if the question becomes less about what happened and why it happened than, in fact, who was involved in it?

It’s an important thought if you think about it. More so if you are the one that must decide what is right or wrong and why, in the end, it matters to you.

  • Title: A Bloody End – Chronicles of Myra
  • Author: Catherine Forbes
  • Publishing Date: September 26, 2011
  • Length: 7 Pages
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The story is about:

Introducing Myra – mistress and succubus. Seducing men is what she does best, but when one of her girls is murdered, seduction is the last thing on her mind. Instead, she sets out to punish the man responsible.

The setting of this story is a bit unclear, but, it is a world of supernatural beings, a Succubus and at least one vampire at least, though I have to assume there are more in the shadows. It’s also a bit unclear when in time this story is set, though I think it would be in the early 19th century based on the use of candles and the “feeling” that this world gives me.

There is a murder, a brutal one which is the catalyst of the story, but it isn’t really the point of the story. The point is to show the reader a little of who, and what, Myra is. Now as far as I am concerned, she is a Succubus, but not a stereotypical one thankfully. There are moments in the story where she fights her nature, which I thought were well done. It also was a nice touch that her “girls” who she once describes as her “pets” are connected to her. That allows for the story to progress to what is, really, and expected ending.

But here’s the thing. Myra is a fascinating Succubus to me. The author writes her with personality, her actions are erotic and powerful in their own right, again well done. There are hints of her true nature, but not so much as to explain her fully, which makes her more interesting as well. Her powers, when they appear, are not overly explained, which again adds to her overall persona. All of this does make for an excellent read ooverall.

The one thing that bothers me is that there is a wonderful introduction, the building of Myra and her girls is rich in detail, and Myra’s evening with a certain someone tells us so much about her. But then after the murder, the chase is too short and the ending, when it arrives, is so quick that it feels like the author just decided for the story to end suddenly. That was the one disappointing point in this work.

Otherwise, I haven’t seen anything else from this author in this universe since and that’s a real shame. The hook of this story is wonderful and where the story goes from here I would love to know…

I’m giving this work four out of five pitchforks.

Really an amazing beginning to a series with a lot of promise for what is there to see. The only problem is that nothing came after and that’s a shame for all of what, and who Myra seems to be. While I have my thoughts about that, the only thing that matters is that she cares, deeply, about those she calls hers. I rather like that…



Mar 06 2014

Succubi Image of the Week 321

Something a little bit on the silly side this week on the Tale for the Succubi of the Week… But I will say that it does give me an idea or two about a story, which can’t be a bad thing really…

Touch My Hooves by Dypsomaniart

Touch My Hooves by Dypsomaniart

This is called Touch My Hooves and is by an artist on DeviantArt called Dypsomaniart. You can find their artist page here and the page where I found this work here too…

It’s an interesting idea really, a Succubus Escort Agency. Perhaps something will come out of my thoughts over that sometime.

I love the image, she’s really very sexy, though as always the hooves bother me somewhat. Still, for the punchline of this image, they have to be there and so they are. Interesting tail she has as well, which matches her wings and her horns too. Her horns are a little hard to see amongst her hair, but they are there and thankfully not huge and silly ones which would have wrecked this I think…

While this is an image that has been on DeviantArt since 2008, it still remains one of the better Poser art images that i have found of Succubi…



Mar 05 2014

This costume needs some help…

Lingerie Sexy Devil CostumeAnother one of those costumes this week that the first thought that came to me was… why?

I think this is an example of all of the worst things that I have found in Succubus costumes… But we’ll get to that soon enough.

This is called the Lingerie Sexy Devil Costume and it comes with the top which has that decoration on the front of it, the bottoms and the horns. The whip and shoes are not included and it sells for $50 US.

There is a lot not to like about the costume itself. The horns are lousy, they don’t ever really look like horns. The costume itself looks like nothing special as well. In fact, take away the horns and all that’s left might be a cheerleader costume or something similar.

As well, as an aside, the model really doesn’t look at all thrilled about wearing it, which is not a good thing, the pose she has is awful as well. I don’t understand why she’s holding a whip either, but it’s probably something to do with this being more lingerie than costume and so I suppose that it’s playing to a fantasy or two somewhere…

But not to me.

Zero pitchforks out of five.

It will take some time to get this one out of my memory I think…



Mar 04 2014

A Review of Consumed by Felicia Fox

Consumed by Felicia Fox

Consumed by Felicia Fox

Many see Succubi as being temptation or fantasy or even, on occasion, the one lover that they will never be able to possess. What if that was turned around slightly. What if you are the one they see as being what they desire more than life itself but they know, truly, they can never possess you. What happens then?

More, what happens when you need them every bit as much as they do you and they have to say goodbye… What happens then? Can you? Can they? It’s a question that brings with it more questions than answers by far…

  • Title: Consumed
  • Author: Felicia Fox
  • Length: 25 Pages
  • ASIN: B00GU07NE0
  • Publishing Date: November 20, 2013
  • This work at

The work tells of:

Felicity has never met someone like Alex before. Alex literally glows from their lovemaking. For the first time, Felicity is in love, but the woman she’s spent the last two months with may not actually be a woman at all. Felicity knows that Alex is something more, but she doesn’t know exactly what. Allowing Alex into her life might be the worst mistake she’s ever made.

Felicity is enraptured by Alexandra and she knows it. She can feel how her body aches at Alex’s voice, her touch, the teasing glances and more. Felicity also knows that there is something not quite human about Alex as well. Being taken away from one place to another in a split second and then being ravished by a woman that knows… well… exactly what she desires makes that very clear. Felicity has the perfect lover… but even the perfect lover has a flaw and that causes problems that neither of them expected.

Alexandra is a Succubus, of that there is no doubt at all. She’s seductive, powerful, dominant and uses her abilities to wring out every little bit of passion and pleasure from Felicity as the story unfolds. We never see her with horns, tail or wings, but she is described as being otherworldly beautiful with eyes that reflect her feelings as they change. She is so very possessive over Felicity, to the point where anything can happen between them and does.

Being so, at one point she makes a decision about Felicity that hurts them both, for the better Alex thinks at the time, but finds that once you have someone, once you know they are the one, you are every bit as much theirs and nothing in the universe can change that. When this unfolds there is a new layer of their relationship that rekindles the heart in the story and it really becomes something amazing to read.

Overall I really do like Alex very much, blonde and all, but the one part of the story that bothered me a bit was the taking of blood between Alex and Felicity at one point in the story. Personally I dislike that happening as it seems like a mixing up of legends and I think it could have been left out without any issues for all of the other connections and entwinement that happens between the two of them.

While it is a short work, it isn’t a hot flash with no background within it. There is story, a very well told and powerful one which has a narration that just fits exactly right with all that happens in it. The story is not muted by the heat that comes within it and it does in fact really add to the work as a whole.

Really nothing about the work took me out of it, the writing is excellent, the characters strong and their passions are very clear. I would have loved the work to be longer, to have more time to see the before, the months where Felicity and Alex first met and what happened from that point forwards to where this story told the tale. That first time that Felicity was taken away would be interesting to see and I wish that could have been shown.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

Wonderfully hot scenes with two characters that fit together perfectly, a story that plays with emotions, needs, and desires in a way that I really enjoyed. I hope that the ending, which leads to an obvious continuation of the story here, comes sooner rather than later because there are so many questions to be answered and I really want them to be… And seeing more of the passions within these pages can never be a bad thing…



Mar 03 2014

I’ll Never Be Part III By TeraS

The last part of I’ll Never Be today on the Tale… You can find Part One here and Part Two here as well…

Sometimes the truth is what it is …. We just need to see it for what it is…

I’ll Never Be
Part III
By TeraS


Sometimes there is a moment that happens. Sometimes it happens just once and only once. Sometimes it happens again, if not quite in the same way.


Beverly scrambled under the bedcovers as the sound she knew so well came closer. There was, just barely, enough time to burrow underneath them, her tail the last thing to disappear under the comforter and for her to curl up into a ball there.

The footsteps stopped at the doorway, pausing there. Was she listening? Did she know? Was she looking at her indistinct form, hiding under the bedclothes? Did she know? Did she … could she … was she disappointed in her?

The young purple tail tried to stifle the chocking sob in her chest, pushing it down again so that her visitor wouldn’t hear it. She could hear her heels turning as if to leave and relaxed … but then the sob escaped her … and when the sound of those heels came into the room … they were so close now … Beverly tensed up tightly and tried not to move, not to make another sound.

The bed shifted as her idol settled there on the edge. Beverly wondered if she was disappointed, sad, upset … so many thoughts of all of the things that might be, could be, would be wrong.

Nothing happened for the longest time. She didn’t speak, though she was sure that a pair of eyes was looking at her … into her … through her. Again she felt so disappointed that her own eyes would never look exactly like them.

She felt a hand nearly touch, but not quite actually touch her own tail. She didn’t dare move it, for once she did, the woman above the comforter would know that the one underneath, the one who was supposed to be asleep, wasn’t, that she was hiding … ashamed now that she was doing so. But it was far too late to change her mind; she had made her bed and now she had to lay in it. She actually had a small smile as she realized now what that old saying meant … at least to her.

But then … the visitor spoke: “A long time ago, long before you were you, I was in a room like this, under the covers, thinking about what might be. I had spent the day being miserable. Everything about me was wrong. I didn’t like me, did not care for me. I wanted to curl up somewhere and just hide away from the world and fade away.”

She felt that hand brush over the covers slowly, as if it was tracing randomly over the comforter, possibly tracing the stitching, possibly not.

“I wasn’t good enough. I was not the vision that I was supposed to be. There was no possible way that I could meet the role that everyone around me said that I was …” she chuckled before the next came “… destined to be. ‘You have to wear this. You have to speak like that. You can’t act that way. You cannot be that way.’”

Listening to those words, Beverly wanted to tell her that she was perfect, that everything she did was just right, that every word, move, thought, expression was flawless.

She continued: “For the longest time I took all of their words and twisted myself into knots, trying to make myself be what they wanted me to be. If I changed the right thing, if I looked the right way, if I did and said what they said was right, then everything would be right, wouldn’t it?”

The younger woman had to think about that, how everything spoken of was how she looked at herself, thought of herself, expected herself to be.

She went on: “So, eventually, that night came where I wound up in my room, looking at myself and pulling at my hair, the frustrations piling on top of me until there was nothing of me when I looked into the mirror. All I could see were the things that were wrong, so wrong that I could never fix them.”

The hand stopped moving, and Beverly wondered what was coming next.

“I just about gave up. The worst thing about not knowing yourself, being yourself, and accepting yourself is that, if you cannot find your way back to that, then you are lost.”

She took a deep breath and blew it out again.

She heard her visitor do the same thing: “It took me far too long to realize something: that spending your life trying to be who you are not is not a life. It is hardship, disappointment, and, most of the time, it wears upon your soul. It beats you down, takes away all of the joys within you, and leaves only emptiness behind that you cannot fill. All you do is make that void within your bigger and bigger, until all you have inside of you is that emptiness.”

She understood that feeling … She felt it so much, so often now.

“The day I realized that being me was the most important thing, the void began to be filled. It didn’t leave all at once—it never works that easily and anyone who tells you that it just vanishes in a puff of smoke isn’t telling you the truth. But I did, after a long time, look at myself and realize that I didn’t feel empty inside.”

Under the covers, she nibbled on the inside of her cheek.

“Sweetheart, be yourself. Learn that lesson and take it to heart. You can be anything you want to be. You can do anything you want to do. But the one thing that so few manage is to be themselves first.”

She felt the bed shift as she rose from it, her story finished. She stood there, likely considering, and then said: “Maybe I should have sooner.”

The footsteps came again as her hero began to leave. Lying there under the covers, she thought about the story and called out to her, “I’ll try.”

The footsteps stopped. Then Tera replied: “I know. That’s all I ever ask.”

Then she left, closing the door behind her. The purple tail didn’t come out from under the covers … not right away. She was thinking … a lot. It was almost two hours later when she realized something: no one was perfect. That was the point of the story. Understanding that took longer, accepting it longer still, but, in the end …

Tera was who she was and Bev—yes, Bev—was who she was …

… each perfect in her own way …

… each not so perfect in her own way …

… but each herself, first, last, and always.

Mar 02 2014

A Review of Devour by Jacqueline Sweet

Devour by Jacqueline Sweet

Devour by Jacqueline Sweet

It is said, by some, that there is one thing each of us desires that we would do anything for. A single thought, desire, wish. Something that we know, deep inside, we can never have… or can we?

What if you were given that desire? What would be the cost? What sort of deal would you make for it? In the end the question becomes one that is more focused when what you are becomes what you desire to be… and what others desire of you…

A new series called The Reluctant Succubus began recently. The author, Jacqueline Sweet, has indicated that it will be a five part series and today I will be reviewing the first work in the series Devour with future reviews appearing as the series continues.

The work tells of:

A mysterious ad promises instant weight loss at great cost, but only the worthy may apply. Sarah Mayhew jumps at the chance to finally attain the body of her dreams and finds herself caught up in a game of dominance with a hungry succubus. Can she find a way to break free or will she win a physique to die for and pay with her soul?

Sarah does not like herself all that much. When she sees an advertisement that promises her everything she wants, she tries to make it happen. Darkness arrives and offers her wish, a choice, and a fate. Sarah receives all three and then discovers that when you make a deal… it’s really never finished.

The being of darkness, really there isn’t any other good way to describe them, I thought had the right mix of evil, mystery and… I’ll use the word dominance I think. They were at one moment charming, in the next evil barely contained, and what I particular liked was the humour that drifted in and out of their conversation with Sarah. I’ll also add that, for me, the appearance of a single cupcake and what it represents, was deviously ironic. They set the tone of the series well I thought and I find myself wondering about them and if they might return when Sarah least expects them to.

Sarah’s personality and character is an interesting mix of submission and dominance which I think reflects who she seems to be. She wants to submit, to be changed, to become her desires, but at the same time she fights against that within herself. She could just give in, but she does not and that I found made me like her a lot more than I would have if she simply had given up. She’s intelligent, which was nice to see, and thinks… usually… before she acts. But now that she has her desire, the question is just how long she can keep that controlled… It will be a fight, on that point I have little doubt.

There is a Succubus in this work that Sarah encounters towards the latter third of the work. The Succubus isn’t quite stereotypical in nature however for many reasons. One is physical in nature, one seems to be very specific to Sarah herself, and a last is that what the Succubus can do is somewhat different than what you might expect. She is evil, of course, and the battle that Sarah faces has its lusts, wants and desires, some of which are within Sarah herself and some that are pressed upon her. Overall I thought the Succubus was interesting, though remaining unnamed, but for a good reason I think if the series goes in the direction I think it will. I didn’t care for her having hooves, one of my own personal peeves and not a criticism of the author herself. But her personality worked well for me and how she ensnared Sarah fit into the story very well.

The one thing that puzzled me somewhat was that Sarah had to jump through two “tests” and I’m not quite sure that needed to be. I do realize this work is setting up the rest of the series to come, and of course there has to be an origin to all good storytelling… It just felt to me as if there was a little too much “test” and not quite enough “consequence” in what transpired. However, I am quite sure that things will change as the story progresses forwards.

A good, solidly written work with really nothing that took me out of the story. I will admit that I winced a bit when the Succubus appeared with hooves, I really do not care for them, but that is my own personal bias. A touch of mind control hinted at which was well done. And I have to add that the appearance of a particular cupcake made me smile, but you will have to read the work to understand that reference. I would have liked to know more about the Succubus, the question that Sarah thinks about when she first encounters her is one that I think is a bit of foreshadowing of what is to come and getting from here to there will be something different I expect.

Four out of five pitchforks.

It is an interesting beginning to the series with quite a lot of introspection, self-examination and desire. I believe I see some foreshadowing within the work, and where the series goes from here I find to be intriguing. The balance of erotica to story was quite good and I hope that continues as the series goes on…

I will be following it to see…



Mar 01 2014

A YouTube of a Pixelated Morrigan Aensland…

Videogame sprites, or avatars, you can pick whichever term you prefer, fascinate me. It cannot be easy to create them, or make them look like they have character or depth to them. I found a Youtube that shows the process of an artist named PainterBits2 making one of Morrigan Aensland, and it’s really art more than anything else…

And if you cannot see the video on the Tale, it is here on YouTube:

And here is a screenshot of the Morrigan Avatar in case the video vanishes…

Pixel Morrigan Aensland by PainterBits2

You can also find the completed art on the artist’s DeviantArt site here.

I really like so much of this work… Her hair is lovely, her body shape isn’t over the top, which I appreciate, and Morrigan just looks… right.

That’s really the most important thing isn’t it?